The Reason that my Tallit Belongs at the Kotel

Reflections on Rosh Hodesh Sivan with Women of the Wall, 5773 – 2013

Throughout the year I have studied here in Jerusalem, I have learned that the Wall has its own identity crisis. It is part of a larger structure that was built and carried, lost, built again and then destroyed, and built again, and built over again and destroyed again. There are more stages in between of deeper and deeper details. The figurative symbol of complete purity, it was more often an embodiment of utter corruption. The man who inspired the design of the particular Wall before which we stand today was a gifted, paranoid maniac, maddened by grief and riches and conflicting loyalties. The Temple itself, and the Wall it became, changed owners and took on ideologies of shocking variance over the centuries. And yet here it still stands, a testament to physical stability, containing all of its tumultuous history behind the serenity of its stones.


On the first Shabbat I was in Jerusalem, I walked with a group of very new friends into the Old City for the first time. I knew nothing about it except that it was the last of the Temple, a remnant of a Judaism from long ago, one with which I had trouble relating, but that it was “supposed to”, maybe, inspire a surge of feeling within me. Perhaps a feeling of closeness to the Divine? Perhaps an intense unification with the Jewish people? Perhaps bafflement or even, perhaps nothing? I was curious, and determined not to judge whatever feeling arose. Continue reading

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This is the story of a girl. Many girls, actually. This story was born long ago, but a recent confluence of events has compelled me to record it today. The events are as follows (some are more like situations than events):

  • Event 1: I live with two boys. This is a situation.
  • Event 2: I learn with boys. This is also a situation, but significant event-like moments are reached during the sessions in which we sit across the table from each other and stare into each other’s – um, gemaras.
  • Event 3. Last week, I went to a Shabbat dinner with males and females.
  • Event 4: Last week, I went to a Shabbat lunch with only females.
  • Fact: The difference was astounding.
Arak: a Mediterranean  anise- flavored spirit

Arak: a Mediterranean
anise- flavored spirit

Friday night was fun. There was wine, Arak, deep-voiced singing, and heated debate about discovering the nature of God versus simply following His laws. There were, of course, the overt displays of “bro love,” and the subtle touching of men and women that revealed the underlying desire of every person in that room to get the hell married already.

Saturday lunch was fun. There was wine, a pearl necklace, musical chairs, and discussion about whether showing Continue reading

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[Alumni Guest Post] Ayeka: The Cherry on my Spiritual Journey’s Cake

By Mira B. Shore (Summer ’09, ’10; Year ’12)

As a self-identified progressive, liberal, secular Jew growing up at Jewish Day School, I spent a lot of my time and energy speaking about why prayer and G-d were NOT a part of my life. I actively ran from prayer. Once I had my bat-mitzvah, there was nothing my parents could do to get me to synagogue. I prided myself on my rebelliousness and frequently claimed my atheism as a controversial badge of honor.

For university, I continued on my secular path by attending Sarah Lawrence College, named the #1 least religious college in America by The Princeton Review in 2011. While Sarah Lawrence was the perfect school for me in all other ways (academically, socially, professor/student ratio, philosophy, classroom dynamics, etc.) it was very taxing on my Judaism. After my sophomore year, I decided to go back to Israel and study at Pardes to try to find something I felt I’d lost.

Deciding to come to Pardes in the summer of 2009 was a difficult decision for me as a proud, secular Progressive, and I was concerned about how it might feel alienating. I was right. Continue reading

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[Alumni Guest Post] Aryeh Ben David – What is Spiritual Education?

Posted by Aryeh Ben David (Year '80)
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(These thoughts were influenced by Parker Palmer’s A Life Unidvided)

Holding the space for souls to reveal. Soul evoking soul. If I had to summarize Judaism in a sentence it might be: souls evoking souls. Sympathetic vibrations of our souls. First – I pluck the soul string of my life – and that evokes the sympathetic vibration of another’s soul string. I don’t have to pluck his string. I don’t have to do anything to him. If I do it authentically to myself – it will have the result of his being moved, being moved without him even moving himself. His soul string will be plucked, and then he will realize what happened. He will become conscious and aware of what is going on within himself.

We need to create the space for our soul strings to be plucked. A place of quiet, of sincerity, of authenticity, of caring and love. A place of “kol d’m’ma daka.” A place of whispering. Not a place of clamoring. Continue reading

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Talent Show!

Before there was an operation that was almost a war that kept me on the edge of my seat as much as it sat in the back of my mind, we went on a tiyyul. Tiyyul is a sort of quintessentially Israeli thing. It’s not a field trip. It’s a journey somewhere, but it’s short, and you know you’re meant to come back. Tiyyul is a group forcing their way into the liminal space where bonds are forged, and then allowing themselves to be expelled again.

Tiyyul often has a talent show.

It’s only fitting that a place like the Pardes Institute of Jewish Studies has a bunch of weirdos with amazingly strange talents. It’s even more fitting that my exposure to these talents occurred in a fake bedouin tent in the middle of the Negev.

A word, if I may, about the tent: I’m pretty sure it’s a sin to have buildings built this way. Probably because there was some witchcraft involved. This “tent” was an inside made out of OUTSIDES! It was just Continue reading

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A Shabbat to remember

Last night, I had 30 women studying at Pardes over to my house for Shabbat. I was really worried about inviting so many people, but I just couldn’t only invite some, as I really love every woman at Pardes and really wanted to have a beautiful experience in my home.

Seeing that it was going to be such a safe space, I told myself that I was going to lead Kiddush, which I did for the very first time! I had my best friend, Hannah, stand next to me for support, and help, and it was amazing. The “L’chaim” of only women’s voices was beautiful. And singing zimrot, (songs) was also so much fun and women who may have been shy in another setting, were just stunning. Everyone was glowing and I was so happy that everything worked out!

Today at lunch, I went to Suzanne and Max Singer’s home. They were hosting a Shabbat Connections meal and I was lucky enough to be invited. There were two students from HUC Rabbinical School, a young woman who is 23 but already a lawyer in Israel, her boyfriend who builds websites (he is making Alex’s website) and another man who teaches literature to Palestinians in East Jerusalem. (He is the only Jewish person on the school’s faculty.) Besides the fact that Suzanne and Max are so interesting themselves, it was an amazing group. Lunch went so long in conversation and it felt like we had just arrived.  Everyone had such beautiful stories and wonderful future goals.

This video was made about Alex’s life and about the book that was complied with his letters and drawings.

I’m in the middle of the book now and I understand that Alex died, but I am falling in love with him, his ideas, beliefs, actions, hopes, and struggles. At the same time I am going through a mourning process because I know that he is no longer here, but to me, I just met him, and l’m losing him at the same time. Every time I pick up the book, it comes with tears.

Being in Suzanne and Max’s home today, being surrounded with Alex’s drawings and pictures, and also their love and openness, was beautiful, but difficult. I was near tears a few times in their home, trying to think of other things, but my thoughts quickly coming back to Alex.

I know that Alex and his family have affected my life. I always find it interesting when things are introduced into someone’s life. Why did I find Alex’s book now and not last year? How did I end up at Pardes when I was 26? Why do certain people come in and out of our lives when they do…etc.

Obviously there aren’t answers. But I am grateful nonetheless.

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Dvar Torah from Salon Pardes

Last night I held the first-ever Salon Pardes in my living room. The Salon provides a safe, supportive environment for Pardes students to share their creative endeavors with other students and receive constructive criticism and feedback. The event was a rousing success, with more than 10 students presenting their art, poetry, photography, music, singing, writing, and drawing and around 15 more there to watch, critique, and lend support. In true Pardes fashion, I kicked-off the event with the dvar Torah below. Pictures will be soon to follow.

When I was looking for a date for this event, my only criteria was that it be as soon as possible after the Chagim; it was not intentional that the Salon be right after the Shabbat  Bereshit. In retrospect, though, I don’t think it could have worked out better. Parshat Bereshit is all about the creative process–God’s Creation, and then ours, because what could being made in God’s Image possibly mean other than maybe the one thing humans can do that other animals cannot, namely, create art for its own sake? This idea of the spirituality of Creation is especially prevalent in more mystical sources. In the Tanya, it speaks about the three stages of Creation: that initial spark of inspiration, the further teasing out of an idea out of that flash, then finally, the action, the “doing” of the idea, the part that turns that initial spark of inspiration into a physical reality. The Tanya relates this process to both God and man in the creative process.

In his dvar for this week, Chief Rabbi Jonathan Sacks talks about the fundamental importance of the creative endeavor to Judaism and spirituality, writing, “Since G-d transcends nature – the fundamental point of Genesis 1 – then He is free, unbounded by nature’s laws. By creating human beings in His image, He gave us a similar freedom, thus creating the one being capable itself of being creative. The unprecedented account of G-d in the Torah’s opening chapter leads to an equally unprecedented view of the human person and our capacity for self-transformation….

[T]he great truth of Genesis 1 remains…. The Torah remains G-d’s supreme call to humankind to freedom and creativity on the one hand, and on the other, to responsibility and restraint – becoming G-d’s partner in the work of creation.” The ability to make art can make us God-like, but it comes with responsibility. This reminds me of one of my favorite lines from Dante, when he wrote, “Art is God’s grandchild.” My blessing to us all (and me too, why not) is that through this Salon tonight, we should be inspired to use our talents to give God grandchildren He will really kvell over.

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2012 PEP Graduation Dvar Torah

By Rabbi Julie Gordon, PEP ’12

Soon we will leave the security of Pardes’ Beit Midrash where if we had a question or wanted to study a text, there was always a teacher or a student interested in helping, guiding and learning with us. We all know there is so much more to learn. When I feel overwhelmed by the massive tomes yet unexplored, I am inspired by these words from the Torah:

יא) כִּי הַמִּצְוָה הַזֹּאת אֲשֶׁר אָנֹכִי מְצַוְּךָ הַיּוֹם לֹא נִפְלֵאת הִוא מִמְּךָ וְלֹא רְחֹקָה הִוא:

Moshe spoke to the children of Israel: “Surely, this Instruction which I enjoin upon you this day is not too baffling for you, nor is it beyond your reach. Continue reading

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[Self / Soul & Text] Dancing as a Spiritual Exercise

The dancing activity brought up some interesting issues for me, which I haven’t entirely sorted through. I was dancing alone in a corner for the duration of three dances, and I felt very free to move about as I wanted to. I had my eyes closed for much of the time, and I was focused on my own movements for most of the time – there were moments of distraction, but these were brief.

During the fourth song, I noticed others dancing around the room, and I found that I didn’t want to move from my corner – so I Continue reading

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